Forgot to throw my bio up here
Name: Derek Llew
Race: Caucasian(aka White)
Current Occupation: United States Army Ranger
Current Rank: Sergeant
Skills: Unarmed combat training,Armed Combat, Tactics,Special Forces Training
Hobbies: Archery,Hunting, SCA Combat, Medieval History, Reading Fantasy Books
Current Gear: A packed sea bag full of military uniforms and other assorted clothes, a military issued ruck pack full of some other odds and ends, A legal carrying case for his compound bow complete with 6 carbon steel arrows, his trusty ka-bar fighting knife hanging from his belt.
Biography: Derek Llew is what people call a mutt, a mixture of different ethnicities though he is prodominately Welsh from his fathers side,it making up about 50% percent of his make up. His father a US marine who survived the end of the vietnam war, all through the 80's and Desert storm, the hardened veteran was like a drill instructor during the raising of his son Derek. Highly disciplined and trained since the time his mother died at 7 and his father got free reign on him, Derek was training to become daddy's little soldier, learning to fight, to think tactically. He didn't just learn the skills of the modern era either, he had to be trained to think and fight like the people of old, his dad a firm believer that history held a significant importance even today.Training in martial arts, tactical knife fighting,fencing and other sword fighting and even training daily with his favorite weapon: the bow and being a natural at it,his father attributing it to being the Welsh in him. In high school, the first real time he wasn't home schooled, spending every other grade before freshman at home, getting "schooled", Derek was lost and confused, even an outcast around so many strange kids: breaking some kids arm when the kid tried to bully him being another reason for his Pariah status, Derek was a fairly good learner though after his class was tasked to read the fellowship of the ring, Derek was hooked on fantasy books, lost in tales of JRR Tolkien and Robert E Howard, trying to make sense of a strange life by branching out to someone like Conan the barbarian, someone who was a "trained warrior like him". So caught up in fantasy, it becoming a growing problem to his training according to his father, Derek's dad took him to the local SCA meeting to let the young man fight in "medieval", a young Derek enjoying every minute of it. When Derek turned 17 and graduated early, operation enduring freedom and Iraq freedom had kicked off and the first thing Derek did was enlist in the US Army, being selected for Rangers. Becoming a full fledged Ranger, the young soldier fought once in each of the campaigns. Just returned from his last deployment, Derek was back in Oregon, having just finished visiting his father in Salem and was heading back to where he was stationed, waiting in Portland International Airport when the change happened,thats when everything went to shit.